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raspberryturk) wrote2009-04-01 05:44 pm
raspberryturk) wrote2009-04-01 05:44 pm
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Room 429, Wednesday Afternoon
It was a shame that Reno was, as of yet, completely unaware of any goings-on of an undead nature outside the confines of his own room.
However, he was well aware of what day of the year it was. One of the few great holidays that this world had to offer that Reno could actually remember.
And that was why he was in his room, on the phone, placing an order for fruit-basket deliveries to some people he knew back home.
"Yeah, yeah, I know damn well how much it's gonna cost me to get fresh produce shipped into Edge, yo. I was there when Midgar fell. But this is real important, yo!" A pause while he listened to the person on the other end. "No, no, 'Tseng' starts with a 'T,' zoto. T-S-E-N-G. Yeah. Uh-huh. Whaddaya mean, you don't know where that address is? Okay, fine, how 'bout you just ship the fruit basket to Rufus Shinra, instead? He's a pretty big dumbfuck, too."
There was another pause, and then Reno swore under his breath. Stupid grocers, hanging up on him.
He'd have to send them an April Fool's fruit-basket, too. That'd show 'em.
[Open room is open!]
However, he was well aware of what day of the year it was. One of the few great holidays that this world had to offer that Reno could actually remember.
And that was why he was in his room, on the phone, placing an order for fruit-basket deliveries to some people he knew back home.
"Yeah, yeah, I know damn well how much it's gonna cost me to get fresh produce shipped into Edge, yo. I was there when Midgar fell. But this is real important, yo!" A pause while he listened to the person on the other end. "No, no, 'Tseng' starts with a 'T,' zoto. T-S-E-N-G. Yeah. Uh-huh. Whaddaya mean, you don't know where that address is? Okay, fine, how 'bout you just ship the fruit basket to Rufus Shinra, instead? He's a pretty big dumbfuck, too."
There was another pause, and then Reno swore under his breath. Stupid grocers, hanging up on him.
He'd have to send them an April Fool's fruit-basket, too. That'd show 'em.
[Open room is open!]